.... random rants and rambles. no agenda. yet.

I'm not sure if this is "normal" blogging resuming, as I was never a "normal" blogger in the first place, but who knows. At least it means I don't break my Must Blog At Least Once A Week rule two weeks in a row.

Nobody cares, anyway. You're all on Facebook.

I guess if I was on Facebook, I'd have updated my status to "married" by now, or perhaps "married and with child" would be more fitting (but way too smug if you ask me)? Who knows? Unlike the rest of the world, I don't really know how Facebook works, other than the fact that people give away Too Much Information and nudge or poke each other all the time. Tellingly, at a wedding recently, two people told me I HAVE THE RIGHT IDEA by avoiding Facebook.

And no, it wasn't at my wedding, but if you haven't guessed or got a postcard by now, C and I got married - OK, so "civilly partnered" sounds weird - two weeks ago. It was all very simple, with just our parents (and a lovely terp) in attendance, and over within about 10 minutes. Then, my overexcited mother stuffed confetti down C's cleavage, we did the photo thing and went for a slap up luncheon.

We celebrated our first week in wedlock by coming down with the flu, which was so. not. fun. and meant it was just as well we didn't book a honeymoon (look, I said it was simple) or anything like that, or there would have been tears. OK, there were tears anyway, but we didn't need any more.

So that's kind of what I meant in my last post when I said last week was unusual.

We're kind of on the mend now, and even managed a nice trip to Haworth yesterday, where we did irony perfectly by staying in a music themed hotel room (but only because it accepted dogs) and I ate a pizza with asparagus and artichokes on it, which was very tasty but a bit.... wooooo, enough already. Oh, and we went up on the moors and it started to rain when we were right at the top, but we didn't really mind because that kind of made it all the more authentic... after all, Heathcliffe did a lot of rushing around on the moors in the rain and snow, didn't he?

So anyway, yeah. We got married. I've got quite a few photos but haven't sorted them out cos we've been ill and disorganised and whatever.

And if you were wondering if I wore a dress, I ask you this; CAN YOU IMAGINE ME IN A DRESS?

Exactly.